“What have you heard?” she wanted to know.
“W’y, that you’re a-makin’ threats.”
“Yes?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Well?”
The sheriff flushed darker.
“Look here, young woman,”––he raised his voice suddenly and on the instant there was a sound of boots on the store floor and the settlers, the two men in the corner, Baston and two clerks came crowding out to hear, “you look a-here––don’t 64 you know it’s a-gin th’ law for any one t’ make a threat like you done, open an’ above board, in th’ Golden Cloud th’ other night?”
Tharon shifted the meal-sack higher on her left arm. Courtrey’s eyes went down to her right hand and stayed there.
The girl’s upper lip lifted from her teeth in a sneer that was the acme of insult. The fire was beginning to play in her blue eyes.
“Law?” she said. “My God! Law!”